<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24274209</id><updated>2011-04-21T19:34:20.629-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sarah Still Says</title><subtitle type='html'>A word is dead when it is said, some say, I say it just begins to live that day.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahyehia.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24274209/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahyehia.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00129882552018848302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://img264.imageshack.us/img264/9193/queenhandsandeyesinbwsmall3gk.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>22</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24274209.post-114874863144081119</id><published>2006-05-27T09:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-15T10:32:19.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Call Me</title><content type='html'>Long time no calls. Call me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;002 0122844982&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24274209-114874863144081119?l=sarahyehia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahyehia.blogspot.com/feeds/114874863144081119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24274209&amp;postID=114874863144081119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24274209/posts/default/114874863144081119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24274209/posts/default/114874863144081119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahyehia.blogspot.com/2006/05/call-me.html' title='Call Me'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00129882552018848302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://img264.imageshack.us/img264/9193/queenhandsandeyesinbwsmall3gk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24274209.post-114870607292972872</id><published>2006-05-27T05:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T01:12:11.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sarah Vs. Sarah</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4609/805/1600/CK-Confrontation-small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 235px; height: 168px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4609/805/320/CK-Confrontation-small.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Okay after the &lt;a href="http://http://www.sandmonkey.org/2006/05/22/sarah-seems-bored/"&gt;Sandmonkey's post&lt;/a&gt; in his series of the Only in Egypt posts and a lot of people's queries in the blogsphere, I decided to tell the famous story..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started the SarahYehia blog early January, 2005 and every once and a while popped unwanted visitors with their cheesy comments and insults which I didn't care to even reply sometimes until some time my blog was hacked into and I lost my password, this person took control of my blog for a while and the Charaid continued for a while until a friend helped me get it back..&lt;br /&gt;During the period of losing my blog I started another one and there came the &lt;a href="http://saraheid.blogspot.com"&gt;SarahEid Blog &lt;/a&gt;which after a while was hacked into again and once again I WAS NOT THE PERSON TELLING THE STORIES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I decided as I have access to my old blog to return to it once again..&lt;br /&gt;And here I am still saying and this person whoever he/she is  still lurking around some where with the SarahEid blog every once and a while publishing a silly post asking people to call me where I have no idea where he/she acquired my number or sometimes calling names..I do not care.. Being Sarah for him is obviously a Kick..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that is it, that's the famous story.. No Ex bitter boyfriend no shady agency like the many things said.. But I am here saying and will always say whether in Sarah Yehia's or Sarah Eid's or any other place..&lt;br /&gt;What does not kill me makes me stronger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace people and have a nice weekend..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24274209-114870607292972872?l=sarahyehia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahyehia.blogspot.com/feeds/114870607292972872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24274209&amp;postID=114870607292972872' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24274209/posts/default/114870607292972872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24274209/posts/default/114870607292972872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahyehia.blogspot.com/2006/05/sarah-vs-sarah.html' title='Sarah Vs. Sarah'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00129882552018848302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://img264.imageshack.us/img264/9193/queenhandsandeyesinbwsmall3gk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24274209.post-114862394022320284</id><published>2006-05-26T06:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-27T00:09:07.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Busted..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Some plans for the weekend was at order I was going to Alex. for a change of scenery but things did not work out. Some things at work and home did not make it possible to go ahead with the plan. But man I needed to go so much but any way I guess I have to make it late better than never as the famous quote says.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;However I intend to badge out during my weekend as this was by far the loudest week I have ever had in while..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;It's alright, don't be afraid don't hesitate now&lt;br /&gt;Feels right, let's take it now don't wait for later&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, and if it feels right just let it go&lt;br /&gt;And if it's alright you got to let it flow&lt;br /&gt;If I'm wrong don't want to know&lt;br /&gt;If I'm right just let it show&lt;br /&gt;It's crazy, so crazy it just might be&lt;br /&gt;I only care about today, tomorrow is too far away&lt;br /&gt;Let's take it, and run run away with me&lt;br /&gt;It feels so nice...&lt;br /&gt;Crossing all the lines, taking any chance&lt;br /&gt;Doing what we need to feel alive&lt;br /&gt;Yeah it feels so right...&lt;br /&gt;Come and do it now, we got to scream, scream all night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It’s Alright – Ricky Martin&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24274209-114862394022320284?l=sarahyehia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahyehia.blogspot.com/feeds/114862394022320284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24274209&amp;postID=114862394022320284' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24274209/posts/default/114862394022320284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24274209/posts/default/114862394022320284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahyehia.blogspot.com/2006/05/weekend-busted_26.html' title='Weekend Busted..'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00129882552018848302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://img264.imageshack.us/img264/9193/queenhandsandeyesinbwsmall3gk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24274209.post-114844354393842234</id><published>2006-05-24T04:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T23:55:39.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dress up like Halloween and ghouls will try to get into your pants</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" &gt;If you are silent you are taken for weak, if you are angry you are taken for impolite and impatinet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" &gt;I think you should go ahead and show what you really are made of and let things roll your way the way they will.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" &gt;The show must go on anyway you might as well open the curtains and spill.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24274209-114844354393842234?l=sarahyehia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahyehia.blogspot.com/feeds/114844354393842234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24274209&amp;postID=114844354393842234' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24274209/posts/default/114844354393842234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24274209/posts/default/114844354393842234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahyehia.blogspot.com/2006/05/dress-up-like-halloween-and-ghouls.html' title='Dress up like Halloween and ghouls will try to get into your pants'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00129882552018848302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://img264.imageshack.us/img264/9193/queenhandsandeyesinbwsmall3gk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24274209.post-114814981438344443</id><published>2006-05-20T22:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T22:47:30.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Holier than thou attitude.. *FUCK IT BIG TIME*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Like always Metalica said it best..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;The crap rolls out your mouth again&lt;br /&gt;haven't changed, your brain is still gelatin&lt;br /&gt;little whispers circle around your head&lt;br /&gt;why don't you worry about yourself instead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who are you? Where ya been? Where ya from?&lt;br /&gt;gossip burning on the tip of your tongue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;you lie so much you believe yourself&lt;br /&gt;judge not lest ye be judged yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;holier than thou&lt;br /&gt;you are holier than thou&lt;br /&gt;you are, you know not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;before you judge me take a look at you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;didn't you find something better to do&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;point the finger, slow to understand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;arrogance and ignorance go hand in hand&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's not who you are it's who you know&lt;br /&gt;others lives are the basis of your own&lt;br /&gt;burn your bridges build them back with wealth&lt;br /&gt;judge not lest ye be judged yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;holier than thou, you are&lt;br /&gt;holier than thou , you are&lt;br /&gt;you know not&lt;br /&gt;ya &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;who the hell are you?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;holier than thou&lt;br /&gt;you are holier than thou&lt;br /&gt;you are, you know not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24274209-114814981438344443?l=sarahyehia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahyehia.blogspot.com/feeds/114814981438344443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24274209&amp;postID=114814981438344443' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24274209/posts/default/114814981438344443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24274209/posts/default/114814981438344443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahyehia.blogspot.com/2006/05/holier-than-thou-attitude-fuck-it-big.html' title='Holier than thou attitude.. *FUCK IT BIG TIME*'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00129882552018848302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://img264.imageshack.us/img264/9193/queenhandsandeyesinbwsmall3gk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24274209.post-114810896903420306</id><published>2006-05-20T08:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T01:38:28.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CSI NY meets CSI MIAMI</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4609/805/1600/csi-ny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="170" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4609/805/320/csi-ny.jpg" width="277" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Well I guess we got it covered that me being a CSI Fan.. I have watched this past week an episode where CSI Miami meets &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = st1 ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" /&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;CSI&lt;/st1:city&gt; &lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;NY&lt;/st1:state&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;. I back in the past have watched something like that but it was with CSI and CSI Miami. However this time is it was different as I have not seen &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;CSI&lt;/st1:city&gt; &lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;NY&lt;/st1:state&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; yet. I got the impression that it is the darkest CSI ever. I guess the atmosphere of the big cities specially &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;New York City&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; being known of the morbid atmosphere. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: justify" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4609/805/1600/cover-csi-miami.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 221px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" height="249" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4609/805/320/cover-csi-miami.jpg" width="233" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;However I have to say this.. Horatio Caine is one hell of a character taking about security and promises. There is this line where he promised a young girl that he will catch the killer of her family and the next time she sees him she will know that she is safe.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: justify" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;The episode was rapped up with him standing in the cemetery and the girl face light up when she saw him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: justify" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Man a guy like that really knows how to care! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24274209-114810896903420306?l=sarahyehia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahyehia.blogspot.com/feeds/114810896903420306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24274209&amp;postID=114810896903420306' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24274209/posts/default/114810896903420306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24274209/posts/default/114810896903420306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahyehia.blogspot.com/2006/05/csi-ny-meets-csi-miami.html' title='CSI NY meets CSI MIAMI'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00129882552018848302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://img264.imageshack.us/img264/9193/queenhandsandeyesinbwsmall3gk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24274209.post-114792596728994363</id><published>2006-05-18T06:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T21:28:06.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lucky Number Slevin *Wrong Time. Wrong Place. Wrong Number. *</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4609/805/1600/10m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4609/805/320/10m.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Yesterday I saw Lucky number Slevin and I was like wow. Being a star packed movie I  expected it to be a disappointment but it was not. Staring Josh Hartnet, Morgan Freeman, Bruce Willis, Lucy Liu, Ben Kingsley, and Stanely Tucci. The film was bound to be a hit, with amazing directing and great plot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" &gt;Despite a reasonably confusing series of opening events, Slevin is essentially a straight forward, neat black comedy of errors (mistaken identity for one) with a fairly weird title.The dialogue is at times razor sharp and the action is well shot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" &gt; It literally takes you on a trip that blows you away in the end. I totally liked it. Wouldn't get into the details so I wouldn't ruin it for you guys. But it is a  must see movie.. Trust me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4609/805/1600/yallabina-small-cilantro.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4609/805/320/yallabina-small-cilantro.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" &gt;Well being down Town me and my friends passed by my favorite han&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" &gt;g&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" &gt; out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" &gt; anywhere &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" &gt;                  Cilantro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" &gt;,&lt;/span&gt; had an amazing cup of coffee, smoked a bit and headed home after a tiresome but enjoyable outing. Man I did enjoyed my day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Good Movie, Good Company, Good Coffee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24274209-114792596728994363?l=sarahyehia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahyehia.blogspot.com/feeds/114792596728994363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24274209&amp;postID=114792596728994363' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24274209/posts/default/114792596728994363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24274209/posts/default/114792596728994363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahyehia.blogspot.com/2006/05/lucky-number-slevin-wrong-time-wrong.html' title='Lucky Number Slevin *Wrong Time. Wrong Place. Wrong Number. *'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00129882552018848302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://img264.imageshack.us/img264/9193/queenhandsandeyesinbwsmall3gk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24274209.post-114778519635158336</id><published>2006-05-16T06:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T23:42:19.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ورجعت ريما لعادتها القديمة</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-language: AR-EG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Okay I admit it lately I was a bit blue and feeling awfully bad about a lot of things. Fine, may be more than a bit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-language: AR-EG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;However, something really made me stop and think; I got a phone call yesterday informing me about a friend passing away. He was young; 27 or 28 pretty upbeat guy. He managed to find a lot of good things in the hardships along his way and let’s face it they were many. Yes, he dead. He simply went to bed and didn’t wake up again just like that. His death did make me think. Yes I have not seen him in a while but somehow the news shocked the hell out of me and thought how worthless things are.&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-language: AR-EG"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-language: AR-EG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We live regretting, cursing, mumbling or whatever but yet we live. We live to see another day. This is something we should be glad about. I have decided to try to drop my black glasses and look the hell around. I would start talking in this place of mine again I mean real talk. May be just may be this is what kept some balance in my life before.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-language: AR-EG"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-language: AR-EG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rest In Peace A. Surely you will be missed.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24274209-114778519635158336?l=sarahyehia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahyehia.blogspot.com/feeds/114778519635158336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24274209&amp;postID=114778519635158336' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24274209/posts/default/114778519635158336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24274209/posts/default/114778519635158336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahyehia.blogspot.com/2006/05/blog-post.html' title='ورجعت ريما لعادتها القديمة'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00129882552018848302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://img264.imageshack.us/img264/9193/queenhandsandeyesinbwsmall3gk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24274209.post-114759966015915383</id><published>2006-05-14T12:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T04:05:14.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sounds familiar??</title><content type='html'>&lt;pre style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Do you ever feel like breaking down?&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever feel out of place?&lt;br /&gt;Like somehow you just don't belong&lt;br /&gt;And no one understands you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever want to run away?&lt;br /&gt;Do you lock yourself in your room?&lt;br /&gt;With the radio on turned up so loud&lt;br /&gt;That no one hears you screaming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No you don't know what it's like&lt;br /&gt;When nothing feels alright&lt;br /&gt;You don't know what it's like&lt;br /&gt;To be like me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be hurt, to feel lost&lt;br /&gt;To be left out in the dark&lt;br /&gt;To be kicked when you're down&lt;br /&gt;To feel like you've been pushed around&lt;br /&gt;To be on the edge of breaking down&lt;br /&gt;And no one's there to save you&lt;br /&gt;No you don't know what it's like&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you wanna be somebody else?&lt;br /&gt;Are you sick of feeling so left out?&lt;br /&gt;Are you desperate to find something more&lt;br /&gt;Before your life is over?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you stuck inside a world you hate?&lt;br /&gt;Are you sick of everyone around?&lt;br /&gt;With their big fake smiles and stupid lies&lt;br /&gt;While deep inside you're bleeding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No you don't know what it's like&lt;br /&gt;When nothing feels alright&lt;br /&gt;You don't know what it's like&lt;br /&gt;To be like me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be hurt, to feel lost&lt;br /&gt;To be left out in the dark&lt;br /&gt;To be kicked when you're down&lt;br /&gt;To feel like you've been pushed around&lt;br /&gt;To be on the edge of breaking down&lt;br /&gt;And no one's there to save you&lt;br /&gt;No you don't know what it's like&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one ever lied straight to your face&lt;br /&gt;And no one ever stabbed you in the back&lt;br /&gt;You might think I'm happy&lt;br /&gt;But I'm not gonna be ok&lt;br /&gt;Everybody always gave you what you wanted&lt;br /&gt;You never had to work&lt;br /&gt;It was always there&lt;br /&gt;You don't know what it's like&lt;br /&gt;What it's like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be hurt, to feel lost&lt;br /&gt;To be left out in the dark&lt;br /&gt;To be kicked when you're down&lt;br /&gt;To feel like you've been pushed around&lt;br /&gt;To be on the edge of breaking down&lt;br /&gt;And no one's there to save you&lt;br /&gt;No you don't know what it's like (what it's like)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be hurt&lt;br /&gt;To feel lost&lt;br /&gt;To be left out in the dark&lt;br /&gt;To be kicked&lt;br /&gt;When you're down&lt;br /&gt;To feel like you've been pushed around&lt;br /&gt;To be on the edge of breaking down&lt;br /&gt;And no one's there to save you&lt;br /&gt;No you don't know what it's like&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to my life&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simple Plan - Welcome to my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24274209-114759966015915383?l=sarahyehia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahyehia.blogspot.com/feeds/114759966015915383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24274209&amp;postID=114759966015915383' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24274209/posts/default/114759966015915383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24274209/posts/default/114759966015915383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahyehia.blogspot.com/2006/05/sounds-familiar.html' title='Sounds familiar??'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00129882552018848302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://img264.imageshack.us/img264/9193/queenhandsandeyesinbwsmall3gk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24274209.post-114725478993818704</id><published>2006-05-10T12:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T10:41:17.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Much Said about Nothing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Well today and yesterday were quiet impossible, I know that you are not advised to speak when you are angry or take decisions in your current state of mind but it is okay.&lt;br /&gt;My current state of mind actually did not tell me anything that I did not already know. LOL. I am a weird human being now I know it.. I think the things that has passed on me in the past like I don’t know 12 or 15 months have left me dried out.. Out of what exactly?? A lot of things.. Patience, stamina, compassion, forget ness, among other things that is at mind but not at my fingers tips right now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;However, the rest of the herd is not less weirder as well taking about giving to a person exactly what they want and they spend a respectable amount of time trying to convince you that this is not it and on the first chance bam remorse out of the blue starts to kick in.&lt;br /&gt;Now I am tired, I am dead tired of a lot of things, Stupidity, lying, hypocrisy, and last but not least of me.. I need a break and I need to change that me as fast as possible to be able to function again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let’s see how things will be..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24274209-114725478993818704?l=sarahyehia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahyehia.blogspot.com/feeds/114725478993818704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24274209&amp;postID=114725478993818704' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24274209/posts/default/114725478993818704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24274209/posts/default/114725478993818704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahyehia.blogspot.com/2006/05/much-said-about-nothing.html' title='Much Said about Nothing'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00129882552018848302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://img264.imageshack.us/img264/9193/queenhandsandeyesinbwsmall3gk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24274209.post-114711512130260294</id><published>2006-05-08T10:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T18:16:22.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Free?? Think Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4609/805/1600/alaa_scaled_0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4609/805/320/alaa_scaled_0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I guess by now everyone heard the &lt;a href="http://politics.slashdot.org/politics/06/05/08/1054237.shtml"&gt;news&lt;/a&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;Help Make a difference &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;For once in our lives, believe in our ability in making a change.. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Break the golden rule of "Divide and Conquer" &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's Say it all together..May be saying it out loud will help making it true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24274209-114711512130260294?l=sarahyehia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahyehia.blogspot.com/feeds/114711512130260294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24274209&amp;postID=114711512130260294' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24274209/posts/default/114711512130260294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24274209/posts/default/114711512130260294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahyehia.blogspot.com/2006/05/free-think-again.html' title='Free?? Think Again'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00129882552018848302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://img264.imageshack.us/img264/9193/queenhandsandeyesinbwsmall3gk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24274209.post-114702483085471828</id><published>2006-05-07T20:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T00:38:47.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Week Ends..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Okay Another Sunday.. I had some trouble sleeping yesterday in spite the fact that I was super tired yet sleep seemed far from being here. I am sleepless again for those of you who do not know I suffered from trouble sleeping a while ago but somehow it managed to slip back to my daily routine. The problem is I am getting used to it :/ Okay is this bad or good? I do not know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had some catching up with a freind of mine that I have not talked to in a while.. but somehow things seem out of place for me and I do not have the slightest clue why..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am just hoping that I shake this feeling that I have been having lately which is totally not good and I do not prefer to share it right now.. May be later..&lt;br /&gt;I have to get ready.. Got a busy week ahead of me and tons of things to be done..&lt;br /&gt;Boy here we go One Week Ends, Another Begins..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24274209-114702483085471828?l=sarahyehia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahyehia.blogspot.com/feeds/114702483085471828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24274209&amp;postID=114702483085471828' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24274209/posts/default/114702483085471828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24274209/posts/default/114702483085471828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahyehia.blogspot.com/2006/05/another-week-ends.html' title='Another Week Ends..'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00129882552018848302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://img264.imageshack.us/img264/9193/queenhandsandeyesinbwsmall3gk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24274209.post-114677374644742529</id><published>2006-05-04T23:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T14:55:32.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Clorox Is Popular Among Women??</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4609/805/1600/clorox.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4609/805/320/clorox.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Okay I was heading home after a long day at work, someone said that taking the subway sounds like a good idea but it was not.. It was crowded and it smelled but that is not the point.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;On my way home I was standing there listening to two girls talking and here is how it went:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Girl 1: Hey my hand smells like shit, Smell that.. *Putting her hands near the other girl's nose*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl 2: Ooof what is that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl 1: It is Clorox we use it home to clean..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Girl 2: It smells like men's semen..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl 1: Well I guess that is the only good reminder you get from it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Both grins like stupid asses..*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I was like OMG, both looked 19 to 2o something college girls, wouldn't even wonder how the hell did they know how it smells not to mention talking about it so casually in the subway with their damn voices so loud..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;WTF ??? I have nothing more to say&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24274209-114677374644742529?l=sarahyehia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahyehia.blogspot.com/feeds/114677374644742529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24274209&amp;postID=114677374644742529' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24274209/posts/default/114677374644742529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24274209/posts/default/114677374644742529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahyehia.blogspot.com/2006/05/why-clorox-is-popular-among-women.html' title='Why Clorox Is Popular Among Women??'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00129882552018848302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://img264.imageshack.us/img264/9193/queenhandsandeyesinbwsmall3gk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24274209.post-114671772497275489</id><published>2006-05-03T03:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T06:23:20.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'>L O N G I N G ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Days go by some of us pass unnoticed yet thoughts never die in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4609/805/1600/hand%20reaching%20out.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4609/805/320/hand%20reaching%20out.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; sensible thoughts"..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Remember that intro from the radio show that was presented on Radio Cairo..&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why it has been calibrating with my feeling lately yet my thoughts are far of being described as sensible.. Frankly speaking I don't know what is worse that it does or that I do not give a shit about it..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Weird enough I have been having this longing to weird stupid things that have passed and I am pretty sure that it will not cross my way again or at least I will not allow it to..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I miss it though The peacefulness and calmness, The vagueness and inclarity of the view.. The warm and fuzzy protected feeling inside and how you feel secured and want to just freeze the moment cause you know that how good you feel inside can never last.. It is TOO GOOD TO BE TRUE..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sometimes all this just fills your mind on account of small and tiny triggers and boom out of nowhere it occupies your entire existence and you are left feeling utterly sad and blue..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck it I miss it and there is nothing I can do about it..I just hope that it will go away..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt; I am a dreamer and when i wake,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt; You can't break my spirit - it's my dreams you take.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt; And as you move on, remember me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt; Remember us and all we used to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt; Goodbye my lover.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt; Goodbye my friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt; You have been the one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt; You have been the one for me&lt;br /&gt;GoodBye My Lover - James Blunt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24274209-114671772497275489?l=sarahyehia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahyehia.blogspot.com/feeds/114671772497275489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24274209&amp;postID=114671772497275489' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24274209/posts/default/114671772497275489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24274209/posts/default/114671772497275489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahyehia.blogspot.com/2006/05/l-o-n-g-i-n-g.html' title='L O N G I N G ..'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00129882552018848302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://img264.imageshack.us/img264/9193/queenhandsandeyesinbwsmall3gk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24274209.post-114629850966599380</id><published>2006-04-29T10:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T04:20:48.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blame It On The *2a3maal* Man</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Life is shitty sometimes, we all know that it is either cause you screw up, somebody else screwed up, or just things did not work it..&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it is a mess but it is what we make out of it.&lt;br /&gt;Lately someone I know who is 28 years old really started to believe that her life is not what she wanted coz someone had put some sort of a spell on her. It was sad.. Really she believed that her misfortunes and let's face it she has got quiet a few were due to the fact that  someone had put a spell on her *3amelaha 3amel* which was totally lame..&lt;br /&gt;I thought that this is some sort of a denial phase that will pass but it only got worse.. She is now starting to hit some Shiekhs who can solve her problems here is when I was like *WTF???*&lt;br /&gt;I started talking to her trying to convince her that it was a bunch of bullshit and her life's fortunes and misfortunes are solely  based on how she makes her choices in life..&lt;br /&gt;But she looked at me as I was insane and just said that I do not have to go with her..&lt;br /&gt;I was shocked, yeah I have passed through some phase in my life when I thought that my mess was caused by some other people but I came to my senses and knew that others can be hell but only cause some how I made a choice of allowing them to be..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am totally sad about this.. Have we reached the phase of believing that someone had put a spell on the leg of a cross-eyed ant and that is why my life is shitty??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We should stop blaming them and start looking at ourselves??&lt;br /&gt;May be then we can know what really is wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24274209-114629850966599380?l=sarahyehia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahyehia.blogspot.com/feeds/114629850966599380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24274209&amp;postID=114629850966599380' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24274209/posts/default/114629850966599380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24274209/posts/default/114629850966599380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahyehia.blogspot.com/2006/04/blame-it-on-2a3maal-man.html' title='Blame It On The *2a3maal* Man'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00129882552018848302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://img264.imageshack.us/img264/9193/queenhandsandeyesinbwsmall3gk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24274209.post-114608365487947427</id><published>2006-04-26T22:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T13:34:14.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I called on Death But Death Did Not Call On Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;A DEATH-BLOW is a life-blow to some    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Who, till they died, did not alive become;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Who, had they lived, had died, but when    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;They died, vitality begun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;DEATH is a dialogue between    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The spirit and the dust.    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;“Dissolve,” says Death. The Spirit, “Sir,    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I have another trust.”          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Death doubts it, argues from the ground.    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The Spirit turns away,    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Just laying off, for evidence,    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;An overcoat of clay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;WHILE I was fearing it, it came,    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;But came with less of fear,    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Because that fearing it so long      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Had almost made it dear.    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;There is a fitting a dismay,      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;A fitting a despair.    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;It is harder knowing it is due,      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Than knowing it is here.    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The trying on the utmost,      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The morning it is new,    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Is terribler than wearing it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Above are selections of my favourite poems of Emily Dickinson, I Leave you with this..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;"A word is dead when it is said, some say, I say it just begins to live that day."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:+2;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999966;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24274209-114608365487947427?l=sarahyehia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahyehia.blogspot.com/feeds/114608365487947427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24274209&amp;postID=114608365487947427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24274209/posts/default/114608365487947427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24274209/posts/default/114608365487947427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahyehia.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-called-on-death-but-death-did-not.html' title='I called on Death But Death Did Not Call On Me'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00129882552018848302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://img264.imageshack.us/img264/9193/queenhandsandeyesinbwsmall3gk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24274209.post-114600035666847235</id><published>2006-04-25T23:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T04:21:21.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shame</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;What happened in Sinai is a real shame.. May all the victims Rest In Peace.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4609/805/1600/NK.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 127px; height: 97px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4609/805/320/NK.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;What a way to celebrate Sinai Liberation Day.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24274209-114600035666847235?l=sarahyehia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahyehia.blogspot.com/feeds/114600035666847235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24274209&amp;postID=114600035666847235' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24274209/posts/default/114600035666847235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24274209/posts/default/114600035666847235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahyehia.blogspot.com/2006/04/shame.html' title='Shame'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00129882552018848302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://img264.imageshack.us/img264/9193/queenhandsandeyesinbwsmall3gk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24274209.post-114591179814722321</id><published>2006-04-24T23:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T20:08:52.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WARNING .. *Seriously lame post follows*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4609/805/1600/CSI_wallpaper1_160.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 153px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4609/805/320/CSI_wallpaper1_160.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4609/805/1600/csi_home_02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 118px; height: 153px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4609/805/320/csi_home_02.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Well I have a confession to make I love CSI, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;it has been my favorite show ever since I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt; first saw it. Startin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;g &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;with CSI and then CSI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt; Miami and I seriously f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;ell in love with the show don't ask m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;e..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt; Was it  my  love for mystery since I was a kid or my love for thrillers I do not know.. I love CSI and now One TV is showing them parallel on Mondays CSI and on Fridays CSI Miami..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I love watching team work collaborates with many things may be it is the way they co-operate with each other that is only fictional and can never really be except in make believe T.V...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any way the winners in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Sarah's Favourite list&lt;/span&gt; are.. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Horatio C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;aine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4609/805/1600/images.5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4609/805/320/images.5.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4609/805/1600/NS.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4609/805/320/NS.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Nick stokes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24274209-114591179814722321?l=sarahyehia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahyehia.blogspot.com/feeds/114591179814722321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24274209&amp;postID=114591179814722321' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24274209/posts/default/114591179814722321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24274209/posts/default/114591179814722321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahyehia.blogspot.com/2006/04/warning-seriously-lame-post-follows.html' title='WARNING .. *Seriously lame post follows*'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00129882552018848302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://img264.imageshack.us/img264/9193/queenhandsandeyesinbwsmall3gk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24274209.post-114588390553530913</id><published>2006-04-24T14:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T14:20:12.406-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Down Town, Yakobian Building &amp; a trip down memory lane..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4609/805/1600/51967.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; width: 168px; cursor: pointer; height: 244px;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4609/805/320/51967.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Yesterday being a Sunday which makes it my weekly day off meaning I had some places to go where in place. Two days ago I bought Yakobian Building as I itchly wanted to read it with the big publicity that accompanied it and being transformed into a movie this summer. I like it very much as the writer is taking us down memory lane with real places in life you can actually track, I give him a thumb up for his style. To tell you the truth he had some balls to write it and the fact that this was the nineth edition really impressed me. People are tired of bullshit and really would like to hear about the real things that everybody knows are happening and nobody wants to talk about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With this kind of mood I felt weird walking down town yesterday remembering my collage days and how when things were not than fun at collage or boredom was at order I would arrange a field trip going for lunch and then heading to the movies and watching whatever English movie is showing but probably thrillers and actions would be my favorite choice, my choice was always down town. I remembered and some old faint smile curled on my face. Back when I was a collage student and didn't have a clue how life would be. It was nice having something in life unknown. At this very moment I felt REALLY OLD..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24274209-114588390553530913?l=sarahyehia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahyehia.blogspot.com/feeds/114588390553530913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24274209&amp;postID=114588390553530913' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24274209/posts/default/114588390553530913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24274209/posts/default/114588390553530913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahyehia.blogspot.com/2006/04/down-town-yakobian-buildin_114588390553530913.html' title='Down Town, Yakobian Building &amp; a trip down memory lane..'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00129882552018848302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://img264.imageshack.us/img264/9193/queenhandsandeyesinbwsmall3gk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24274209.post-114570614166078478</id><published>2006-04-22T13:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-22T06:45:52.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My latest present..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4609/805/1600/cartier%20vintage%20YG%20front.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4609/805/320/cartier%20vintage%20YG%20front.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Mr. G.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24274209-114570614166078478?l=sarahyehia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahyehia.blogspot.com/feeds/114570614166078478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24274209&amp;postID=114570614166078478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24274209/posts/default/114570614166078478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24274209/posts/default/114570614166078478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahyehia.blogspot.com/2006/04/my-latest-present.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00129882552018848302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://img264.imageshack.us/img264/9193/queenhandsandeyesinbwsmall3gk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24274209.post-114570442747225677</id><published>2006-04-22T13:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T03:46:31.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sum up of the week *Extremely Boring*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4609/805/1600/123.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right; width: 166px; height: 164px;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4609/805/320/123.0.jpg" border="0" height="302" width="241" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Once again my blog was closed it has become a habit of mine I am sure I have confused the hell out of people trying to keep track of the where about of my blog.. if such people exist. Someone out there is pretty pissed of what I am saying in spite of being nonsense that is no good to anyone but me.. But hey a lot of people have issues present company included big time…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Okay.. things where pretty hectic in the past couple of weeks and I am just trying to gather the pieces and make something out of what happened. I was accused of being untruthful and withholding the truth which is a kind of sugar coated way of saying that I am a lying sack and full of it. Yeah I may sometimes lie or not tell the entire truth or say something’s and leave portions out of it for my own good but that necessarily does not make me a lair. I know that being a cheap bitch is a lousy habit and I have to quit it but we all have our dark side and if you are seeking someone who is perfect or with wings and an ora around his head then you have definitely come to the wrong place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4609/805/1600/050114_rfoster_mp_dt_puppets08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right; width: 126px; height: 139px;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4609/805/320/050114_rfoster_mp_dt_puppets08.jpg" border="0" height="234" width="186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Another thing that I have to stop is assuming that people care and the bitter truth is they don’t, they only care if things went down their way which is another way they could boost their egos, once again being right. But if you dared and just went the wrong direction you’re labeled a puppet or a toy in the hands of others. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I do not know.. I am clueless, hesitant, and having the most cold feet anyone had during his entire life.. I don’t know what the hell I am going to do..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I was having the unhealthiest thoughts of abandoning and disappearance that can not serve me any good and it scares the hell out of me. I guess my blog should be my only listener from now on and may be it wouldn’t label me like most people did..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24274209-114570442747225677?l=sarahyehia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahyehia.blogspot.com/feeds/114570442747225677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24274209&amp;postID=114570442747225677' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24274209/posts/default/114570442747225677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24274209/posts/default/114570442747225677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahyehia.blogspot.com/2006/04/sum-up-of-week-extremely-boring.html' title='Sum up of the week *Extremely Boring*'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00129882552018848302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://img264.imageshack.us/img264/9193/queenhandsandeyesinbwsmall3gk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24274209.post-114295541972492193</id><published>2006-03-21T07:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T02:51:10.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>UPDATE</title><content type='html'>My new blog is &lt;a href="http://saraheid.blogspot.com"&gt;http://saraheid.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24274209-114295541972492193?l=sarahyehia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahyehia.blogspot.com/feeds/114295541972492193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24274209&amp;postID=114295541972492193' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24274209/posts/default/114295541972492193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24274209/posts/default/114295541972492193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahyehia.blogspot.com/2006/03/update.html' title='UPDATE'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00129882552018848302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://img264.imageshack.us/img264/9193/queenhandsandeyesinbwsmall3gk.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
